CHORUS:. When a butterfly flies by my window,. And I can see which way the wind blows.. Only you and I know,. You and I, butterfly.. . Got a pillow under my mind yeah..
Mama said. "There's something weird 'bout Billy. I looked in his room, his bed. Wasn't slept in at all last night". . But Papa said, "Ah, now Mama. Don't you go talking silly.
Sometimes you're feeling that you're stuck deep. You see, it's time for you to pack up. It's your chance to plan a new beginning. Sometimes you're feeling that you're stuck deep.
What could this be, too much MTV?. Chalk another fad up for its fall into infamy.. Whats in a standard if it changes all the time?. You're still having trouble in defining your own kind..
A real life superhero.. He's got the Holy Ghost.. He's either praising Jesus, or he's making toast.. Ain't got no superpowers, ain't got no giant brain,.
And the sign said. "Long-haired freaky people need not apply". So I tucked my hair up under my hat. And I went in to ask him why. . He said, "You look like a fine up-standin' young man.
[Hey everybody, this is Combat Chuck,. And I love this song, because it's about me.]. A real life superhero. He's got the Holy Ghost,. He's either praising Jesus, or he's making toast..
And the sign said. "Long-haired freaky people need not apply". So I tucked my hair up under my hat. And I went in to ask him why. . He said, "You look like a fine up-standin' young man.
I don't rock the jukebox. Or hustle the women. I'm deep drownin' in trouble. And not even swimmin'. . I can't begin to tell you my toils. My trouble is worse than.
And the sign said, "Long-haired freaky people need not apply". So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why. He said, "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do".
Wind passes right through my skin as I fall down,. this furious speed will only destroy me.. Crippling and devastating momentum,. approaching maximum velocity..
I see a city on a hill. I see the only way to be filled. Mighty rushing wind around us. Holy Spirit burn within us. . Burn, burn, burn. Within us, within us.
Well, I sat down in front of my TV set. And some man said this is what you get. Only a dollar a week and a dollar down. You can drive this car anywhere in this town.
when I was a child my world extended,. just as far as my mother could see.. and sometimes I'd ask if I could go,. to the park across the street.. I'd sit on the freshly mown lawn and watch.
Summer of 1978,. My sister and I in the back seat just wait.. We pass the time by making lines in the seat that we can't cross,. A thin line like dental floss..
DO YOU THINK YOUR GONNA MAKE IT ALRIGHT. DO YOU THINK YOUR GONNA COME ON HOME. I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERY NIGHT. AIN'T NO WAY FOR LEAVING YOU ALONE. DO YOU THINK YOUR GONNA MAKE IT ALRIGHT.
Back when the angels of heaven would sing. Days when I still made you feel something. And before what might be. Became what's already been. Blizzards and bygones.
Well, I'm a stranger here in this place called Earth. And I was sent down here to discover the worth. Of your little blue planet third from the Sun. Come on and show me what you've done.